That aura and bloodline clearly showed the true form of a Fire Spirit Bird.
But the purity of its Demon Power and the tuft of down atop its head, burning like a flame, both went beyond the bounds of the Fire Spirit Bird bloodline.
It looked like a Fire Spirit Bird, yet was it really just a Fire Spirit Bird?
Bai Yi didn't think too much about it. Though he didn't know why, ever since Little Red Tangerine had been able to refine Blood Qi with Pure Yang Flame as a child, its potential had no longer been constrained by its bloodline.
"Jiujiu!"
Its imposing aura faded. Little Red Tangerine chirped happily, flew down onto Bai Yi's shoulder, and rubbed its little head against his cheek again and again.
"Let's go. It's time to get out after two years in Seclusion."
Bai Yi glanced around the Cultivation Room, where all the resources had been used up. He tore a small opening in the void with a finger, disposed of the remaining items, then turned and walked out through the Cultivation Room's door.
The Pavilion's Courtyard
After carefully planting a Spirit Plant, Feng Weiyi glanced over his shoulder. A faint smile appeared on his face.
"In just two short years, you little fellow have surprised this old man several times."
As Feng Weiyi finished speaking, Bai Yi appeared in the spot where he could see him.
"I've only taken a few small steps. It's nothing worth mentioning."
Bai Yi smiled as well. He accepted his ancestor's praise without demurring, picked up a Spirit Fruit from the table, wiped it on his sleeve, and popped it into his mouth.
Mm... so sour.
He set the Spirit Fruit down without a change in expression. To be able to grow Spirit Fruits to this